Pájaros

Larks, sparrows
Blackbirds and golden eagles
Doves, finches
Nightingales, hawks
Goldfinches and blue tits
Peregrine falcons
Birds that bring messages
Even if no one wants to hear them

They say that life
Is hard to understand
Sometimes it's cruel
And other times, full of beauty

No one knows for sure
What nature is like
But everything has a cycle
And right now we are alive

We are here
We are here
One day we fly and the next
We could stop existing

We are here
We are here
Golden oriole
Sings from my throat

Everything that is born and grows
On the face of the earth
Connects with us
In a miraculous balance
And full of meaning
Within this mechanism
The clock of the universe
And its eternal movement

We are here
We are here
One day we fly and the next
We could stop existing

We are here
We are here
Golden oriole
Sings from my throat
Sings from my throat

Larks, sparrows
Blackbirds and golden eagles
Doves, finches
Nightingales, hawks